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Gale L Mccoy May 2018
The cruel boy will not giggle
Or the cold-hearted harpy
Must crusade on the street
She will seize.
She will finally speak in the summer
She shall flare with the lovestruck traveler
She will flounder
She shall not seize on a cloudy day
She shall strike
a piece I wrote a year ago and just found again. I absolutely dont remember writing it.
L Marie Apr 2015
You make me glad,
He makes me smile.
You make me laugh
And so does he.
You keep me safe,
I feel secure.
And what he says
Makes me bubble.
For I'm with you
But not with him,
I feel happy
As I do sad.
I am split in
Two even halves;
If only I
Could give you each
A piece of me
But faithfully.

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